At the moment of conception
In the warmth of Mothers womb
Let this be the beginning of my birthplace
Not the ending with my tomb
My life will serve a purpose
I have so much to give
I am not here by random chance
I am a life that want's to live
If there are choices given
What choice is given me
If you were free to choose to win or lose
What choice do you think that'd be
There are those in life who are childless
There are those who can't conceive
To tell the truth they would be begging you
Please just let me be
So at the moment of conception
In the warmth of mothers womb
Please let this be the beginning of my birthplace
Not the ending with my tomb
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 7:15 AM UTC
At the moment of conception
In the warmth of Mothers womb
Let this be the beginning of my birthplace
Not the ending with my tomb
My life will serve a purpose
I have so much to give
I am not here by random chance
I am a life that want's to live
If there are choices given
What choice is given me
If you were free to choose to win or lose
What choice do you think that'd be
There are those in life who are childless
There are those who can't conceive
To tell the truth they would be begging you
Please just let me be
So at the moment of conception
In the warmth of mothers womb
Please let this be the beginning of my birthplace
Not the ending with my tomb
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